No more can they handle the things that we say
The unprovoked torture they endure every day.
Hating our classmates is "innocent fun"
We'll never be haunted by the things that we've done
NERDS! FAGGOTS! LOSERS! We think it's a game
But when these people strike back they'll remember your name.
As the panicked, afraid, distraught students run
From the hated kid who came into school with a gun.
As you plead for mercy they'll hardly think twice
Recalling your insults, they're colder than ice.
We thought none of how we had caused so much pain
Our discrimination had slowly driven them insane.
But now it's too late, as the innocent die
If we could, we'd go back in the blink of an eye.
With compassion, this kid could have easily been saved
But we chose the ignorant path hatred paved.
We just didn't listen, we just didn't care
And we're being punished in the way they find fair.
So ask yourself tonight if you don't already know
If this happened tomorrow…would they let you go?